On Monday night, Emma was laying in my bed reading to me from Anne of Green Gables. She is reading the part where Anne hits Gilbert Blythe over the head with a slate. She seems kind of confused about this whole incident. Here is a peek at our conversation.
Me: Do you know what a slate is?
Emma: No.
Me: It's like your own personal chalkboard.
Emma: OOOhhhh! Like the things they used to use before white boards. You write on it with that stuff that gets really powdery....you know, chalk.
I wish I could convey her expressions. She was talking to me like chalkboards were an ancient artifact. I guess when you have iPads in your classroom, chalkboards are a little prehistoric.
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